K'mih's bicolour eyes opened wider, brightening at K'ailia's words of approval. Surprising as it might be that anything of what she'd said could be found useful in any way, she couldn't help the resulting rush of joy. Just a moment ago, the young Miqo'te had been afraid of being completely useless; being told otherwise was always a relief.
"I'm very glad, K'a--"
Both her words and her hopeful smile were interrupted by K'nahli's not very amused tone, followed by her hand grabbing her younger sister's. The blue haired Miqo'te took K'mih away from the meeting spot, rushing back to the camp as if the meeting was over.
"¿E-eh? B-but... K'nahli...!"
Despite her timid attempt to understand what was going on, K'mih didn't oppose her sister; she hardly ever did. She trusted that K'nahli would share what was in her mind once they were alone. Or so she hoped.
"I'm very glad, K'a--"
Both her words and her hopeful smile were interrupted by K'nahli's not very amused tone, followed by her hand grabbing her younger sister's. The blue haired Miqo'te took K'mih away from the meeting spot, rushing back to the camp as if the meeting was over.
"¿E-eh? B-but... K'nahli...!"
Despite her timid attempt to understand what was going on, K'mih didn't oppose her sister; she hardly ever did. She trusted that K'nahli would share what was in her mind once they were alone. Or so she hoped.
Clover Blake (Hyur) /Â K'mih Yohko (Miqo'te)